"How many times has it been?" Morenna looked worriedly at the center and host of the meeting.
From her perspective, Chen Xi had only been away for a short while, yet by the time she reconvened the meeting, her strength had already reached the peak of Rank Five—enough to make Morenna feel threatened.
This simply defied all reason.
"Thirty-nine."
Chen Xi answered succinctly. The aura around her grew ever colder—no, perhaps it was more accurate to call it deathly still.
She had thrown her entire body and mind into battling the Lamenter, honing her combat experience every moment without pause.
Hearing that number, Rong Fei pondered for a moment. Never one to praise others, he could not help but let words of admiration slip from his mouth.
"You really are... a genius."
After merely thirty-nine life-and-death duels, an ordinary person might only have comprehended a single new technique.
Yet Chen Xi had clearly become proficient in every conceivable martial art.
The meeting room fell into brief silence before Chen Xi took the lead in asking Ademos, who sat at the edge of the round table.
"Ademos, how are things on your end?"
As another being capable of retaining his memories through time reversals, Ademos was arguably the greatest variable among everyone present aside from Chen Xi.
Ademos stroked his beard and sighed. "I've probably improved by less than fifty percent."
"...That's already very good." Chen Xi pressed her lips together slightly.
She was not exaggerating.
Using Ademos as an example, for an ancient monster who had lived for a thousand years to improve his strength by fifty percent in just a few dozen regressions meant he had essentially given it everything he had.
As for the other gods' development of their abilities, Ademos was responsible for gathering the thoughts they